One Piece: Talent Copy System!

Chapter 194: Dressrosa-Doflamingo Talents!

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Although Kalifa's suggestions were sound, Noir decided to personally visit Doflamingo.

He could easily send a letter to form an alliance with Boa Hancock or Jinbe, given their existing friendship. Doflamingo, however, was a different story.

Besides, Noir still wasn't sure if Doflamingo was the one who had put a hit on him.

Since his head was now a target in the Underworld, Noir wanted to resolve the issue quickly.

Early the next morning, a newly built warship was docked at Noitem Island's coast. A group of people gathered to see Noir off.

For this trip, he was only taking Lucci and Blueno. With their leader gone, Noir needed reliable people to remain on the island.

Issho was more than enough to handle any high-level threats. Robin and Kalifa were essential for managing the kingdom's affairs. Wyper and Enel could serve as manpower...

Lucci was perceptive, and Blueno possessed the Doa Doa no Mi, a perfect escape ability. Taking those two along was sufficient.

With everyone waving them off, Noir, Lucci, and Blueno departed from Noitem Island.

Enel stood on the shore, grumbling, "Why can't I go? It's so boring here..."

Wyper, his expression impassive, scoffed, "You'd just be a nuisance."

Robin sighed, shaking her head with a wry smile. "The kingdom is barely established, and the king runs off. He really can't sit still..."

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Meanwhile, far away on the island of Dressrosa, a tropical paradise filled with the fragrance of flowers and renowned for its delectable cuisine.

Beyond its beauty, the island held legends of fairies, whom the locals revered as guardian deities.

For reasons unknown, the citizens coexisted with living toys, which were integrated into their daily lives.

And the one currently ruling over this unique kingdom was none other than one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Donquixote Doflamingo!

Doflamingo, adored and respected by his people, sat on his throne, legs crossed, reading a letter.

As he finished, a low chuckle escaped his lips. "Noir is coming to see me?"

In the vast, empty palace, a slovenly man draped in a slimy, mucus-like cloak and wielding a spade-shaped staff emerged from the shadows.

This was Trebol, one of Doflamingo's most trusted subordinates. He sniffled, his voice nasally and unpleasant. "Why would that little punk, who just became a Warlord, want to meet you, Doffy?"

Doflamingo let out his signature, unsettling laugh. "Fuffuffuffu... I think I know why."

About half a month ago, just as the newly appointed Warlord Noir returned to Noitem to establish his kingdom, a bounty for his head suddenly appeared in the Underworld.

As the Underworld's kingpin, Doflamingo was well aware of this development. The person who posted the bounty was exceptionally careful, leaving no trace, not even for him.

The bounty for Noir's head in the Underworld far exceeded the Marines' bounty, making it extremely attractive to bounty hunters.

But as the most powerful Warlord, even without concrete evidence, Doflamingo could make an educated guess about the instigator's identity...